Semua Bab The Jock - The Ashford Brothers Series - Book Four: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Fred POV“Are you sure you don’t want to come out with us?” Dylan asks and I shake my head. I am not in the mood to be in a crowded space with people looking at me and judging my every move. If I talk to someone, the press will know and they will make up some horrible thing about me. I know Tatum wants me photographed, but not today.“Nope, I’m good,” I say, and he nods as he wraps one arm around Jo’s waist.“Happy New Year Ashford,” Jo says, and I smile, winking at her. I am so happy for them. Dylan took his time getting the girl of his dreams but now look at him. He doesn’t even look at anyone else. No one is good enough for him, just her. She came into his life like a wrecking ball. She hated his guts to begin with and now… Now she loves him more than life.The only thing I feel bad for them is the fact Jo can’t get pregnant. Some fucker made her do an abortion when she was younger, and that fucker made her up. I shake my head, trying to push those thoughts away as I watch them tog

Fred POV“I will call you with the plan of action. Now if you don’t mind, I am in the middle of something,” Tatum says and I smirk. She is jealous. Good. That’s how I want her, bothered.“Sorry, it was a pleasure meeting you, Mara. Tatum will get you some tickets to come and watch us this weekend,” I say, and Mara smiles as she looks at me. I can see in her eyes, it’s all about me. She’s tangled in my web, but I don’t want anything to do with her. I want her friend, the woman that looks at me like a piece of meat. The woman who kicked me out of her bed. The woman that I want in my bed day and night.I leave the room with a smile on my face. I walk down the corridor and the c coach stops me. “Fred, a minute please,” he says.“Sure,” I say as I watch some of my teammates walking past us to go home.“You did great today. Could you take the newbie under your wing?” he says and I take a deep breath as I nod.“I don’t know if it’s the best decision, coach. I am getting back on track and I d

Tatum POV“Shit, how are you going to pay for the school?” Mara asks and I take a deep breath as I shrug my shoulders. It’s past one in the morning and we are still sitting in the living room drinking a bottle of wine.“I don’t know, I might have to ask Thatcher for money,” I say, but as soon as the words come out of my mouth, I regret saying them. “No, I won’t, I don’t know,” I let out before I brought the glass to my lips and emptied the small amount of wine I still had in the glass.“I can help,” she says and I shake my head.“No, you already do a lot for us. I can’t have you spending your money on us,” I say and she waves me off as she empties her glass.“Nonsense, you’re my sister,” she tells me and I nod slightly. Yes, we might not be blood-related, but we sure are sisters. We are the only constant thing in each other’s lives.

Tatum POVGrace is coming back tomorrow and I am nowhere near to having the money I need for school, so I decide I need to talk to Thatcher. I know I promised myself I would do it alone, but this is not for me, this is for Grace. That is the best school for her. I take a deep breath and press his name on my phone.The phone rings several times, and it goes to voice mail. I close my eyes as I take a deep breath hearing his message, “Hey, this is Thatcher, leave a message and I will get back to you, beep,” I hear.“Thatcher, it’s Tatum, I need you to call me, please. It’s about Grace.” I say and then press the red button on my phone, ending the call. I don’t want to leave too many details on the voicemail.Today I have my first shift at the hotel I will be working. I will be working at a housekeeping. At least I will stay in the background and no one will see me, not while the press is still trying to find out what

Tatum POVThe game is today, and I am not working. I asked for the day off and it was a nightmare to get it. I had to lie that I had a doctor’s appointment and that I needed to take my daughter to have some vaccines after. Obviously, the filthy and disgusting man who manages the housekeepers didn’t believe me, so I had to go to hotel management.I know he won’t be happy that I did this, but he left me with no other choice. The man is disgusting and he won’t allow us any breaks or time off. I can’t let Grace go alone with Thatcher because I don’t want her sitting alone in the middle of an enraged man watching hockey with their beers and cursing in front of a child.I look at my reflection in the mirror and I can’t help but smile. I am wearing Thatcher’s jersey, but underneath, I have a smaller version of Fred’s. It’s hidden, and only the two of us know I am wearing it. The doorbell makes me jump and I ru